Dreamer

Iron Coat looked at his father.  Steel Coat, a broad stallion with grand musculature that would put most stallions to shame. His Coat was a glistening silver color. His mane a proud fiery red color. The Coat family was a family of steel worker's who ran the steel factory in Fillydelphia.  Iron envied his father, the resolve, the epitome of manliness.

The one thing that Iron envied the most about his father was his undying drive and willpower.  Steel led the factory with greatness.  Every single pony who worked for them, loved Steel Coat.  It made Iron feel claustrophobic.  He knew deep down, that he would never be able to equal his father's reputation.

He feared that when it came time for him to run the family buisness he would destroy the proud reputation of the Coat family.  This painful grasp made Iron seclusive in his social standings.  The only other pony he felt comfortable with conversing with was his younger brother Copper Coat.  Copper had a care-free near chaotic nature.  Fun-loving and ignorant to many great deals in the world.

Iron treasured his younger sibling.  He wished he could absorb some of his cheeriness.  Still for Iron he contained his endless depression.  Other students in his school found his weakness something to prey on.  Teasing and Bullying him at every opportune moment.  He had no wish to even attempt to fight back against his unrelenting classmates.

He looked away from his father and down at his forehooves.

"i am a weak and pathetic excuse of a member to this family."   he  whispered under his breath.  Feeling a weight on his shoulder he looked at his father who gave him a faint smile.

"What has you sulking about boy?" Iron looked back down to the floor.  He couldn't tell his father he hated the pressure of living under such a great Stallion.  That every living moment he wished for his to end.

"It's nothing.." Steel raised a brow.

"i think i know my own son enough to know that he has been troubled."

"Don't worry about me.  I'll be alright.."  Steel gritted his teeth.  He himself wasn't very good at comforting somepony.

"You can tell me anything you know that don't you?"  The words shot at Iron's heart strings.  He felt like he harmed his father.  More things to add to his list of depressing thoughts.

"Dad, just.. i'm gonna go ahead and go to my room." He slowly trotted off to his room.  Steel watched his son walk away and sighed.

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Night fell on Fillydelphia, The Coat house was quiet.  Yet Iron laid awake on his bed.  He stared out his window at the quiet town and sighed heavily.

"i need to get out of here."  He pushed off his blanket and wrapped all of his 'necessary' requirements of escaping.  He struggled to tie the blanket around his neck to carry upon his back.  He pushed open his bedroom window and climbed out.  The weight of the package sent him tumbling down the room and onto the dark street.

"where do i go from here?" he wondered to himself as he began to walk under the moonlit sky.  He gazed at the moon while he trotted along.  He loved the bright luminous light of the moon that didn't burn to stare at.  His legs started to burn as the weight of everything on his back started to take a toll on his frail filly body.

He decided to rest and set the stuff down, But to avoid getting caught he decided to hide in a dark alleyway.

As he sat down he jolted at the cold feel of the wet damp pavement.  The moonlight did not shine as brightly there, as it did on the street.  Iron heard the sound of mice skittering across of ground.  He felt his stomach curl as he figured how hungry he started to become.

Carrying the supplies drained him more then he imagined.  He opened his pack and took out a small treat.  He placed his small half eaten cupcake on top of his wrapped pack and took a small conservative bite.  He figured if he was really running away he would have to ration as much of his food as possible.

The rats of the alleyway noticed the sweet treat and decided they wanted it themselves.  thirty-five to fifty rodents became visible.  Even more was audiable.  They surrounded Iron like a pack of wolves ready to strike.  Worried for his own safety he tossed the cupcake down deeper into the alleyway.  Just a handful of the rats decided to go after it.

The rats noted the bag and believed that there was more food in there.  That if they just took his entire bag they wouldn't have to fight for the remains of a single miniature cupcake.  iron wasn't willing to get rid of all his supplies.  He wanted to run away and he didn't want a whole bunch of small rats to trump his plans.

He attempted to stand his ground my standing menacing between his rucksack and the rat army.  As they approached he began to stomp his front hooves upon the ground to scare them off.  The ploy only worked for a little while.  He slowly started to fatigue and his hooves started to hurt with each impact.

"No...no.." his breaths were heavy.  He kept up his struggle against the Rats.  unfortunately the rats out maneuvered Iron and started biting at his sheets.  He smashed on Rat, it let out a squeal  as it died.  The Murder took the all of the rats' attention. They started to march towards iron.  Vengeance yearned in their eyes as they continued their sinister approach.

Aloud thud was heard as a large Pegasus landed before him.  She wore Golden armor and her fur was pure white.  Iron 's eyes were wide with relief.  He stared in awe as she scared away all of the rats.  Her helm was the helm of an Equestria Royal Guard.

"You're out late, come i'll take you home."  Her voice was honey sickle sweet to his ears like a warmth he longed for.  He followed her to his home, with a new look on life.

Iron then wanted to join the Equestrian Royal Army.  Be among the proud warriors of Equestria, He wanted to be the First Earth pony to become a Royal guard.  His goal was set, and he believed this was the feat that would help him equal even his father.